Ickie - Gender Roles

I’m coming straight through bright blue lights

In a gown to match

And I thought that this would be quick

I’ve been here for days, but you detached

And I can’t think straight, I see the fear in your face

And I hope that you packed a bag

'Cause it’s time to feel like we’re not coming back

It shouldn’t be so simple, but somehow it is

I hear footsteps down the corridor

Sounding like your heartbeat in a monitor

Where do we go next?

Does it say on the chart at the end of my bed?

I can’t think straight, I see the fear in your face

I’m hoping you packed a bag

'Cause it’s time to feel like we’re not coming back

It shouldn’t be so simple, but somehow it is

I’m better here than somewhere, and I fell for this

I’m coming straight through bright blue lights

In a gown to match

And I thought that this would be quick

I’ve been here for days, but you detached

And I can’t think straight, I see the fear in your face

I’m hoping you packed a bag, 'cause we’re not coming back